2 Peter 2:20 

20 For if, after they have escaped the pollutions of the world through the knowledge of the Lord and Savior Jesus Christ, they are again entangled in them and overcome, the latter end is worse for them than the beginning.

 

From the cream of the crop to the scum of the earth

It only takes a little change of color not well defined

What once appeared pure white is surely now polluted

as it only took some pre-designated matter of time

 

Is this interwoven in the fabric of existence?

It seems almost for certain before it left the loom

Is it so hammered in and moved with precision

by depravity’s influence into a guile-filled room?

 

Once a baby with a deep hunger to grow up

Now over the hill ... deeply stained and worn

All in between seems a cause of all what’s lost

As by instinct it was barely surviving the norm

 

A good example for others to ignore and pass by

Hoping that in a short time all will wash away

So only bad odors will rule and survive the day

To be floating to places where all ends in decay

 

No answers are here blowing in the wind

Where the air is detrimental and stale

It seems too late to be rescued in this hopeless place

Where the smell of death rules the impaled

 

Out of breath, but not of senses, awareness sharp and keen

Removed far from the flesh and its whisper

Temporal now gone ... eternal for all to be seen

in this place where death screams and hisses

 

Jan Wienen